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[PRIVATE] love and a red jasper stone to lead a fearful heart back home

Nizho Posts: 17
Absent Abyss atk: 5.5 | def: 9.0 | dam: 5.0
Stallion :: Pegasus :: 16.2hh :: 2 years HP: 62.5 | Buff: NOVICE
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I took your breath, you took my sorrow


He was becoming a warrior, like his parents before him and their parents before them. It was this cycle he was not ready to break, but instead to entirely encompass. He did not even know what else he could be--could not fathom being something else. He believed Tae to be brave for breaking the cycle of warriors in her family, but Nizho himself could not embrace it. He was a warrior. It was red hot fire running through his veins; the very beating of his heart was a wardrum. There was no mistaking it--Nizho was designed for the lifestyle he had chosen.

He had left his father some hours ago to look for their mother so the pair could rest for the night. Nizho was too restless to stop his patrols, and so on this inky black night he took to the skies. The moon hid from sight at this time, making no shadow as the youngling moved across the sky. The night clung to him like a cloak, covering him completely. Only once and a while could the shimmer of his coldfire eyes be seen in the night. His dark body blended in well, and he felt like a skilled assassin as he rode across the dark clouds.

A small flicker caught his eye.

He turned his wing angle to move toward it, beckoned toward it upon a warm draft of air.

His heart skipped a beat.

His throat swelled.

His belly twisted.

Was it?

There was another flicker.

His blood quickened, pounding in his ears.

His wings beat down, hard.

Asavvi.

He was breathless by the time he reached the ground, the flickering of stars still a few meters off. He wanted to call out for her, but as he opened his maw no words fell from his lips. His chest pounded with the beating of his heart as he loped forward on cloven hooves.

Asavvi. Asavvi. Asavvi. Asa...

The leggy stallion skidded to a stop just as a star dissipated before him. He felt the heat radiate toward him, and he exhaled loudly. Coldfire eyes were wide and his head snapped up. "Asaavi!" He called, wings curling in at his dappled sides.

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RE: love and a red jasper stone to lead a fearful heart back home - by Nizho - 01-03-2017, 07:31 PM

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